Serenity in a Cup

The whistling kettle calls to me.

Telling me it's time for tea

I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf

As I try to decide what to have for myself

What flavor of brew should I steep into my cup?

Lemony and citrusy?

Minty and refreshing?

Earthy and nutty?

Fruity and floral?

Settling with vanilla spice,

A steamy waterfall

A hint of honey

To sweeten the pot

The sweet aroma rose up

Smelling sugary and sweet.

Cupping the potion

Raising it to my lips

Taking small sips

I felt the warmth

Course through my veins.

Washing away the stress

Replacing it with bliss

Like my mind is at a spa

Bathing in a hot spring.

For a moment, time froze.

The world stands still.

Embracing the peace

Brought by a cup of tea.